"You're not worthy of knowing." Her lips gently curved, forming a graceful arch, and she uttered indifferently.
Ouyang Moxuan excitedly licked his lips, his eyes filled with a wicked smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, because I will make you personally tell me. Hehe..."
The hundreds of thousands of Dongling soldiers behind him raised their arms and shouted, "Those in the city, either surrender or come out to die!"
Purple eyes glimmered with a cold light as Nalan Jing's expression gradually turned icy. Humph, does he think he can covet Yue'er?
Cang Ming and Xuan Ye looked at him with eyes full of sympathy, like watching a dead man. The master pampered the mistress almost to the heavens, domineeringly protective, giving her whatever she wanted, yet he dared to have impudent thoughts about her? It seems he really got tired of living!
